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call it off, chapter nine of eleven - a sterek high school au

Stiles is the gay, terminally-single loser of Beacon Hills High. Derek is the straight, cheerleader-dating jock he should have been smart enough to stay away from.

“Well, as fun as that sounds,” Lydia monotones, “we’re actually busy this weekend – sorry.” “But thanks for the invite!��� Scott jumps in with. “We hope you have a fun birthday.” The smile on Paige’s face dims, just slightly, a faint crease appearing between the twitch of her perfectly tweezed eyebrows. No slump of accepted defeat crosses her lovely features, though. Instead, her petite shoulders push backwards, her chin tipping up into the air as her mouth purses together. Her sharp eyes narrow just a moment before they lock onto Stiles. He has not said a single goddamn word since she arrived at their table. Even so, his careful silence does not keep her focus from shifting over, her sights fixating onto him as her next target. Her gaze stays steadily on him as she speaks. “My cousin will be there,” she tells him. “Luke. You remember him, right?”

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you make me live whenever this world is cruel to me I got you to help me forgive oh, you make me live oh, you make me live

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You need me to survive, which is why you are not letting me go.

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30 Day OTP Challenge

Day 13 Eating Ice Cream: Sterek

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you know who would serve absolute cunt at the met gala? megamind.

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PEDRO PASCAL BY SØLVE SUNDSBØ FOR VANITY FAIR

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I’m so glad you’re making progress.

Thank you! Motivation was kind to me today - new chapter now posted 😄

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call it off, chapter nine of eleven - a sterek high school au

Stiles is the gay, terminally-single loser of Beacon Hills High. Derek is the straight, cheerleader-dating jock he should have been smart enough to stay away from.

“Well, as fun as that sounds,” Lydia monotones, “we’re actually busy this weekend – sorry.” “But thanks for the invite!” Scott jumps in with. “We hope you have a fun birthday.” The smile on Paige’s face dims, just slightly, a faint crease appearing between the twitch of her perfectly tweezed eyebrows. No slump of accepted defeat crosses her lovely features, though. Instead, her petite shoulders push backwards, her chin tipping up into the air as her mouth purses together. Her sharp eyes narrow just a moment before they lock onto Stiles. He has not said a single goddamn word since she arrived at their table. Even so, his careful silence does not keep her focus from shifting over, her sights fixating onto him as her next target. Her gaze stays steadily on him as she speaks. “My cousin will be there,” she tells him. “Luke. You remember him, right?”

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Are you excited for anything coming up in the chapter? Like on a scale of 1 to Peter hale how is the angst level? I’m so drop dead excited lol

You can definitely expect some angst with the next chapter! I prefer to avoid spoilers so I'll keep shtum on exact details, but it's going to be an emotional one 😄

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im doomed by the narrative but the narrative is a bunch of conscious choices i've made in the past